Oh California
Stepping of the airplane brings
A wave of Ocean
Cypress and a sense of home
Or at least a memory
Tag: home
What new adventure,
Breaks along the horizon,
Behind Mount Rainer,
A shadow or a sunrise?
Perhaps they are the same coin.
Exhaustion greets me,
At the gate that is our home,
You meet me grinning,
Arms ready for a long hug,
The best welcome home ever.
I yearn for a hearth
Where my travel shoes can hang
My feet up and warm
But I must remind myself
That even hearth flames ember